Breaking Point. Lindsay McKenna
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Название: Breaking Point
Автор: Lindsay McKenna
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
isbn: 9781472094933
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Gabe wanted her to be able to drop an empty mag on the run, grab another out of her H-gear harness, slap it into the pistol and keep on firing. When they got back off the op, he was going to make her run and shoot. That was rattle battle, he told her. She had to be totally at ease switching out mags and keep on firing accurately in the process while in constant motion.
Gabe seemed pleased with her progress. She hit the target every time. When she finished firing the last mag, he called, “That’s enough. You’re good to go.”
Bay turned and smiled at him. Gabe’s green eyes gleamed and he nodded in her direction. Turning, she picked up the dropped mags and placed each of them in a canvas pocket in the front of her H-gear she wore around her torso. “This is a nice pistol. Now I see why you guys like it so much,” she said.
The breeze blew a number of strands of her hair across her face and she pulled them back with her fingers. For a moment, she saw something else in Gabe’s face. What? As a medic, she had to be observant. Sometimes a person was in so much pain, or semiconscious, and she had to interpret his facial expressions. Did she really see what she thought she saw—longing? A man-wanting-his-woman kind of look?
Licking her lower lip, she cleared the chamber on the SIG and holstered it. There was such a powerful connection between them and it was growing stronger by the day. Bay knew it could never be spoken about. Much less acted upon.
“I’ll let the chief know you’re dialed in on the SIG,” Gabe told her as they walked off the range. A group of Afghan boys raced forward, having waited patiently in the background. They quickly snatched up the spent cartridge shells. They would sell them and make a little money for their destitute families who lived nearby. The cartridge casings would be melted down and the metal sold to a dealer for a decent sum of money. A family could eat well for six months or more on it.
“Great,” Bay said, feeling a lot more confident about carrying the special pistol. She enjoyed walking at Gabe’s side. He had such an easy stride and she never heard his boots hit the ground. “Hungry?” Gabe asked. He liked the happiness he saw mirrored in Bay’s face. The corners of her mouth pulled upward. A soft mouth. A damned kissable mouth. When she’d smiled at him earlier, he’d had no defense against it. Heat had flashed through his lower body, scalding and reminding him of what he’d been missing. There was such undisguised warmth in her smile, her lips lush and curved. He wondered what it would be like to kiss her, to touch those lips and feel her response. Gabe berated himself for these wayward thoughts.
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